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Advice To My Teenage Self

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“The only way to break a law of physics is with another law of physics.” – Ensign LaForge, Star Trek – Picard The conceit is that somehow you could apply the thousands and thousands of days of accumulated dents and…

Uncle George’s House

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The grownups visited in the basement That basement that George was so proud of He paneled it in that 1960’s style Cheap, but effective, like a boys clubhouse – Leonia and George hosted parties and dinners down there She cooked…

Strange Changes

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I just passed on an opportunity for a meeting with other professionals in my field. I know many of these people, we are like minded; we are friends. But I ain’t going. The flu is going around, there’s a new…

Island Memories

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It was before most cars had air-conditioning; so even on the hottest days we drove with the windows rolled down. Always in that black ’63 Impala, or later on, the blue one. And finally the Nova. My grandparents were working…

Stupid Career Advice

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Or, how to tell if someone is completely full of shit. “Never say it’s not my job.” Great advice if you want to get pimped and punked for the rest of your life. “You make your own luck.” Anyone that…

Yes, You Can Be Friends

Don’t Be A Soulless Weasel. Someone I follow on LinkedIn, a “career expert” with a lot of followers threw this out. I never found myself disagreeing with her before. But this time she lost me. She was adamant: “Managers cannot…

The Restaurant Around The Corner

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The wind off the Danube was biting and ancient. It tore downriver, curled around the Parliament and whipped past portraits of battles and kings in Buda Castle before doing a crack the whip through the Chain Bridge. The same way…

Illumination

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Sam stood on the apron of the stage, looking at the mannequin. It was wearing a red dress and he liked what he saw. It had been a long night with many trips up to the rafters above the auditorium…

Gretchen

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Damn. John stared in disbelief. It had to be her, frigging Conway.  It seemed this hard as nails, uptight, cutthroat litigator could rock a whole different persona. He laughed at himself. Despite how much he liked his fiancé, Claire, he…

Trish

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Trish leaned back in her chair and stretched her long legs out over the ottoman. It was a move designed to focus his attention; but to be honest, his attention didn’t need much more focusing. They’d been sitting here in…

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